What Can We Say, We're Classy Girls

The fiery red moped sat there looking innocent and delicate, "There's no way," Aoife looked at Riley with a questionable face. There was no way it was this easy; not after what they've been through. The tallest witch didn't know what to say, so she touched her sister's arm and led them into the Home of the Golden Arches. It was packed to the walls with people, the soul sisters ducked their head and hoped no one recognized them while absentmindedly searching the crowd. Their eyes stopped at every red-head but looked away as soon as they turned around.
"It would be just OUR luck to find her here," Riley gestured to the fast food joint, "Redneck central of all places." Someone knocked past Riley, nearly sending her sprawling to the floor. She sneered, the voice/body doing a weird claw motion towards the dude.
*Don't do it,* It said once and the thoughts of jumping the guy vanished from her mind. She forced herself not to look at the voice/body; instead she wiped her shirt and looked at the crowd. Aoife didn't make a move, so hopefully she didn't notice Riley stopping herself—something that doesn't

happen...EVER. She mentally shook her head and focused on the crowd. Maybe she's not here and Aoife and Riley imagined the moped; they would be that fucked in the mind to come up with that illusion. Especially since they want to find her so–
"-Then I was like; You da ho that told a ho that imma ho, well listen ho, it takes a ho to know a ho." Both witches heads whipped towards the cashier, their mouths hanging open. The first thing they saw was fiery red hair move away form the cashier and a heart stopping smile lit up from laughter. She gracefully stepped around a teenage boy who was ogling her chest, she looked at him quickly before she lifted her striking, grey eyes and connected her gaze with the soul sisters. It was like the world around the trio slowed to a crawl.

In a movie: music would be blaring, the three girls would run to each other and embrace in a clever three-way hug....this wasn't a movie. Sydney nodded once, her smile never leaving her face, then walked out of the fast food joint; the witches following in suit.
"Just our luck," Aoife muttered so low Riley had to strain the hear her words. Sydney stopped next to her moped expertly placing the Mickey D's bag on the seat. She turned to look at the sisters and grinned a wide grin, "Took you long enough," her voice was soft and sensual. The kind of voice Riley would die to have. Hers was to deep and squeaked far to much for it to be sexy, not like Sydney's.
"Took us long enough? Hooker, you are the most elusive bitch to walk this planet," Riley rolled her eyes at the fiery red haired woman. Sydney opened her arm and the three-way hug commenced. The familiar hum of a classic engine pulled Riley away first, she looked to the entrance of the parking lot and saw the Impala being parked a good thirty cars away.
"Hey, Syd, stay here...we got a couple of people you need to meet." The psychic nodded in knowing as Riley and Aoife made their way over to the brothers. Dean looked at Aoife with quick concern but stopped when he that saw she and Riley didn't have any food; his concern turned to surprise, Riley could practically read his thoughts, "What happened? Something had to have happened if Riley didn't get food," 'Cause everyone knows Riley has an inner fat kid.
"Whats up?" Sam, was the one to ask. Aoife smiled, a REAL smile, one that made the youngest Winchester blink and caused Dean to shift his stance. Riley was the only one not affected by it, she was use to Aoife's unearthly beauty. How, even cut and bruised, she was devastatingly beautiful. Something smacked Riley's head and she had to force herself not to look behind her. She did look at the Impala's driver side window and saw the voice/body wagging a finger at her. She ignored it.
"Follow us," She finally chimed in. The boys began to question but the sisters spun around and made their way toward Sydney. She was sitting on the moped's seat, a fry resting on her delicate lips, striking grey eyes were looking at Aoife...wait, not at Aoife but over Aoife's shoulder. Riley looked back and saw Sam, he was looking at Riley too and nodded when his eyes caught her. When the witch looked back to her friend, she was surprised to see Sydney standing. Her right hip propped out with a hand on it, chest pushed out and her wavy red hair tousled stylishly over her shoulder. When the group reached her, Aoife was the first to notice the boys eyes were the size of saucers. Sam's mouth had actually dropped open, and Dean was blatantly staring at Sydney's chest. She also noticed that Riley's mouth was twisted up and she had wrapped her arms around her chest.

With a smile and a shake of her head, Aoife spoke up, "Sam and Dean Winchester, this is our friend Sydney Felton," It was like a hand reached down from the sky and bitch slapped the brothers back into reality.
"OH....you're Sydney...we've heard a lot about you," Sam's voice broke. All three girls held in giggles as he coughed and offered his hand to the psychic. Sydney batted her eyes, placed her hand in his, then curtsied. Sam sputtered fo a moment before, very awkwardly, tipping his head to her.
"Oooook, Sam, Dean go get us some food...we've got to talk to Syd," Riley stepped in front of Dean before he could off his hand. The brothers didn't question, in face, they practically ran for the building. Once they were inside, Riley looked at Sydney dead on, "I take it you know why we're here."
"Yup," she turned to Aoife, "Honey, your mind is more-" she covered her mouth quickly, but let go when her body curved and the words escaped, "-Penis—oh sorry..." She smiled softly. Riley and Aoife both blinked slowly their own smiles coming to the surface.

Its been so long since they heard her outbursts, the familiar yelling of slander terms sent waves of home sickness through the white/blonde haired witch. Sydney Felton; one of the most beautiful women, someone that nothing surprises and everyone loses their breath over, has a birth related mental condition; she has Turrets to the nth degree.
"God, I missed that," Aoife spoke with a hint of laughter tickling her words.
Sydney grinned, "I missed you too, now," She aimed her eyes on both witches, "explain to me about this creature."

Riley and Aoife went into overdrive, both of them going into full detail on all that has happened in the last few days, being sure to tell Sydney about what just happened at the cemetery. Aoife tried her best to explain to Sydney everything the creature has done to her. Riley wrapped her arm around her best friend and held her to her side, knowing that reliving what the bastard did to her was opening up healing gashes. Once Sydney knew everything, the red head stayed silent for a heart beat or two. Riley watched as she rubbed her chin her expression calm, impatient as she was, the white/blonde haired with wanted to reach out and shake her friend. Wanted to get the , "I'll help you," out so they can get rid of this God forsaken thing.
"I can help you, but," the sister's breath caught their breath, "Its going to take some time unfortunately," She covered her mouth again, her body convulsing once more before she straightened herself up.
Aoife sighed, "What do you mean?" The hurt in her voice surged something inside of Riley. Anger shot through the witch so quickly she couldn't help the power surge through her. Aoife and Sydney both looked at her just as the streetlamps lining the street and one of the nearest traffic lights burst in showers of glass. Riley took a deep breath, willing her magic to calm inside of her, her nerves were on edge.

Sydney turned to her friend, "What the–vagina—was that?" She didn't answer just shrugged it off, "Get it under control. Ef, what I mean by it's going to take some time is–penis—sorry, this is a very difficult thing to do. Not only do I have to prepare myself for this, but I have to consult other psychics on just how much," She covered her mouth..."Heh, how much power this is going to take. Also, you and Riley the Barbarian-"
"Hey!-"
"-Here, have a pretty big part in it too-" Sydney stopped dead during her sentence, her eyes lingering over Riley's shoulder. The taller witch turned her head to see what was catching her friend's eyes. Her mouth dropped at the sight of the short, red haired woman waving at Riley. Tugging her sister's arm both witches turned all the way around just as she made her way to them. A bright grin lit up her face, her steps bouncy and hyper, she practically squealed when she reached the trio, her small arms wrapping around both witches before stepping back and looking them over.
"Riley Lightmen and Aoife Nicklin, honeys, its been too long since we've seen each other. You don't call, don't write, I'm hurt." She said in one quick breath.
"Hi Victoria," Aoife brushed a hesitant hand over her face, hoping the scrapes and bruises don't cause questioning. Thankfully Victoria was always one to over look obvious details. The ginger also didn't seem to notice the witches anymore, her eyes were behind Riley; making Riley question why everything interesting was behind her today. When she looked back, again, over her shoulder she had to hold back laughter. Victoria was looking at the brothers a very dreamy look hazed over her face and her eyes were lazed over with wonder.
"Tori-?"
"Sorry, those boys are most definitely not from this town. They are too damn fine to be Shelbyville raised, I'm not to concerned though. I'm happily in love," A small hand, with a huge princess cut diamond and an intricately designed wedding band, was thrown in her face. The deep, blue-eyed woman caught the hand and gasped.
"OH MY GOD! Victoria this is beautiful! What...when...did you get married? Who did you...OH MY GOD Pierce, you and Pierce got married. AH!" The ginger's head was bobbing up and down as she grinned widely at the girls. The witches squeaked, squealed and complimented the ring.

"Should we walk way," Dean's voice was full of humor as he stopped behind the girls. He and Sam shared a look of worried amusement as the soul sisters, Sydney and another unknown Woman looked at them. The new arrival gaped at the hunter, her light blue eyes looking from Riley and Aoife back to the brothers.
"Hi," Riley said to Dean, who lifted the bag of food.
"You are just delicious," Everyone froze once before looking at Victoria. She was smiling innocently at Dean, her head titled to the side softly.
"Delicious?" A new voice joined the group. No one but Riley reacted, she squealed and jumped backwards practically landing in Sam's arms as the Angel finally made a reappearance. Once Riley, finally, stopped spazzing out, everyone looked at Victoria. Their eyes large as they waited for the ginger to ask where Castiel came from. Instead she was focused intently on Dean, her smile wide.
"Tori?" Riley waved a hand in front of her face.
"Your dating Riley," With those three words and atomic reaction was set off in Shelbyville Tennessee, which in translation means that Riley and Dean blew up.
"-Where did that come from?" Riley barked loudly as she looked any where but Dean,
"-I'm not with Riley!!" Dean's voice was high and squeaky. Both of their accusations colliding together and sparking a fire as their eyes finally connected; Dean's face became a mask and Riley flushed. They stepped as far from each other as they could without making it noticeable, their eyes finally fell away from each other just as Victoria clapped her hands together.
"This is so sweet, now I know why you left; LOVE." Her voice was high and song-like her eyes casting over Aoife and Cas, winking at them. No one had to say anything, Victoria just smiled brightly at the group.
*I like her,* The voice/body popped up in front of Victoria. Its white/blonde hair up in a bun, a pin-striped black suit on, a pair of glasses perched on her nose. It took everything inside Riley not to stare openly at the outfit, what in the hell was it wearing?
*I wanted to branch out,* IT made a sweeping gesture at the outfit. The witch ignored her, again, hoping no one noticed her going crazy...er.

"Who are you?" Dean piped up, his voice deeper then normal.
Aoife took control, stepping away from Cas and standing next to the ginger, "This is Victoria; she went to school with Riley, Sydney and I."
Victoria nodded, "Pre-school all the way to High school. OH, do I have some stories from school about these two. My personal favorite is one from Freshman year when they almost burned the gym down," Aoife and Riley both face palmed, their faces burning with uniform embarrassment. Neither wanted to look at the faces the hunters were giving them; Riley knew Dean was caught somewhere between surprise and amusement. A phone ringing broke the air around the group, shortly followed by Victoria announcing that she must leave.
"Please keep in touch, both of you," She hugged the sister's goodbye before walking to the fast food joint. As soon as she was gone, Riley stole the bag of food and made sprinted to the driver's side of her car. "WOAH, where do you think you're going," It was Sam who called out to the tallest witch. The blue eyed woman stopped just as she reached her 'Stang. Glaring at the concrete parking lot; she spun on her heel and pointed a look at the youngest Winchester.
"What?" The venom in her voice was evident. The voice/body looked at her from its perched position on the trunk of Riley's darling Mustang. *Be nice* It scolded her; Riley felt her irritation ease for a fraction.

Sam gave her a smile, a real one where his dimples stood out, his eyes flashed green and the witch swore Sydney's panties dropped so hard they made it to China. Even Riley'll admit it, Sam looked hotter then his brother when he smiled a genuine smile, "You and Aoife burned down the gym?" Even his voice was hotter when he smiled. If Sydney didn't stop panting she was going to start catching flies.
"We didn't burn it down,"She rolled her eyes, "And it was Aoife's fault-"
"Hey!"
"Well it was!" she made an arc with her arm at their best friend.
"It was an accident-"
"You freaked out at the sight of a spider-"
"I didn't have control of my powers-"
"It was the size of a dime-"
"It was an accident!"
"I don't even know if it was alive," The smaller witch stopped the argument by smacking the trunk of Riley's 'Stang. Riley freaked out, pushed Aoife out of the way and begun to rub the trunk's hood. Cooing at the car with love and admiration repeatedly saying she was "sorry for how the evil lady harmed him." Everyone but Dean looked at her like she'd grown three heads all of a sudden. She ignored them, her heart hammering still from Aoife's abuse of her beloved 'Stang. How could she be so heartless? To just smack her perfect beauty like it was nothing but a piece of metal, "I'm sorry darling, "She rubbed the hood once more before looking at her sister, "That was rude."
Aoife rolled her eyes, "Sorry CAR i didn't mean to smack you. Can we just show the guys around town now," They stared at each other for a few heart beats, Riley continuously rubbing the trunk. Both soul sisters went without blinking, their expressions matching.
"Sam, you're with me." Aoife's jaw hit her chest.
"What?" A fire burned in her eyes quickly, her fists clenching. Riley looked worried, Aoife would never react like this even if she was pissed. The witch looked her sister dead in the eyes, her magic pooling to the surface, "Calm." She said quickly and quietly. It didn't work. She tried the next best thing, "Kidding, but I want Cas with us." Her deep blue eyes connected with his unearthly blue orbs, the angel didn't speak just accepted the command.
"I also get the food."
***
"You guys know A LOT of gingers," Dean mumbled under his breath as yet another red head smiled and waved at the witches. Aoife and Riley just shrugged it off. Aoife was still on edge, though she tried to hide it. She knew Riley was only kidding, but some how, the comment had infuriated her. She wouldn't even look at her sister, focusing on the limestone building formally known as the Court House. Her small, delicate hands reached out to touch the statue of a soldier with a little boy standing next to him. The expression on the little boys face always saddened her; though she didn't know why.

"You guys have very rapey alley ways," Dean's voice yelled at them. Aoife, Riley, Cas, Syd and Sam all looked from the statue (in Sydney's case: from Sam) to see Dean peering into the alley way next to the bank. Riley was the first to jog his way, the others following her lead. She stopped near the eldest hunter, her foot catching in the sidewalk. She stumbled forward, her hand gripping the nearest thing to her; which so happened to be Dean. The hunter steadied her and helped her stand straight, his hazel eyes scanning over her as the white/blonde haired woman blushed.

Riley took her hand off Dean's chest, heart hammering in her chest as embarrassment twisted her stomach. Dean's hand on her arm sent a hot thrill through her, pulling her in even if she didn't want it to. It took all she could muster to step away from the hunter and focus on the rest of the group. Aoife looked tormented her body subconsciously leaning into Cas, Sydney kept gazing lovingly up at Sam while he eyed Riley. With one last look at her sister the blue eyed witch turned back to Dean; making sure not to catch his eye.

"We have what?" Shoot her voice was higher then it should be. Clearing her throat and steeling her gut, she tried again, "We have what?"
Dean gave her a very sheepish grin, "Very rapey alley ways," he gestured to the small space. Riley'll admit, the alley was very creepy; the grass had grown wild, crawling up the stone walls while broken glass and trash was embedded into the ground. The dark looming shadow that hung over it didn't exactly help it either. It just added to the, for lack of better one—Dean words, rapey feeling. The witch started to comment, but stopped when Sydney touched Sam's arms, her fingers trailing up his muscles as her striking grey eyes blinked up at him.

"You wanna be the first?" She said it so sensually that it took the youngest Winchester a moment to collect what she meant. Her voice may have been sexy, sending a pool of heat into Sam's stomach, but her words chilled him to the bone. His expression turned horrified as he stepped away from Sydney and the alley way. Sydney didn't hesitate when she turned her body towards him, her curves swinging as she placed her hands on her hips. A smile that could make a priest sin was aimed at Sam. Sam's eyes were wide as he looked to his brother for help, to no prevail. Dean and Riley were leaning against each other for support as they laughed hard enough to form tears. Knowing they'd never help him, Sam turned to Aoife...

"Aoife?" The witch had her head in her hands. Castiel, who had been watching Sydney and Sam, looked at the petite woman beside him. His chest squeezed at the sight of her in agony, he reached out for her only to have his hand knocked aside by Riley. The white/blonde haired woman wrapped Aoife in her arms holding her head to her chest as she recited the healing incantation. Slowly she begun to walk them over to their cars, never letting go of Aoife. She nodded her head at her 'Stang, Sydney opened her driver's side door and helped Riley sit Aoife down in the seat.
"Ef, honey, are you ok?" She touched her cheek, her palm cupping the ample cheek. Aoife's chocolate orbs blinked at Riley an angry fire in them before it died down, "Ef?"
"Yeah, I'm fine...headache." Riley eyed her, "Really, I'm fine."
"I'm driving you-"
"No, stay out...have some fun, I can drive myself home."
"The hell you are, I'm not letting you drive my darling home in your condition," She began to move Aoife into the passenger seat when a hand touched her waist. She looked up into Dean's hazel eyes.
"I'll drive her home, you stay here, show Cas and Sam around. I'll call ya when we get to Gramma and Joe's," His voice was in big brother mode, she thought it over for a moment. Looking at Aoife once more before finally agreeing, "Be careful, " She kissed her sister's forehead. Dean nodded, helped Aoife into the Impala then drove away, leaving Riley with Cas, Sam and Sydney. She turned to the trio of freaks next to her, wiping away the frown as she took a hold of Castiel's arm, "I call Colmobo,"